I didnt walk the long underpass to collect newspapers today. Instead, i strolled along the Pierside - as it was called - towards the Merlion Park along the Singapore river, behind One Fullerton building, opposite the IR constructions:)
Nobody was here, no one chasing me from behind, no soul charging against me, feeling the rush - pressure to just keep moving, in those underground tunnels... Where there's no, no slowing at all. This Morning, I still wonder what the names of those prominent buildings are. Today, I didnt want to pretend to be so cold anymore. No more chionging alongside the throngs of office commuters on the escalators, feel the 'Heat' down the tunnels. People become heartless working at Raffles Place. They brush pass you like ZOOM and are oblivious to everything else, but themselves. You hold the lifts and they just charge in like a wartog... You two stall and block each others' ways but you end up giving way to burly guys. and You get squeezed to the corner of the wall, by the herds of commuters going in the opposite direction from yours. Sorry seems to be the hardest word... for trivial acts that could have been more polite. People forget life's simple pleasures - sitting exactly where I am this morning. I could literally feel the earth revolving! Because the position of the sun has moved, from being obscured behind the IR a moment ago, now its smiling on my face!
It feels Great.
So much so I imagine myself against the barricades belting my songs from my mp3. :) the scene is bliss!=)
have you forgotten beauty?
After working here for long, I believe People here just turn so heartless, oblivious to conscience, they forget basic mannerisms, nothing greater than their ego and their pending tasks as hand.
I'm tellin'you, I wont go there to rush with them this day, I wont relegate to that state, I'll keep my mind - right, and sound.
Its peaceful sitting in the sun this morning :)
ay.starsplash//